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Come on, come all, to the Solace Family Zone Discord server! :D

(-yours truly, the humble megaphone, Cosmos)

So do you guys remember when I said that I was going to make a server for the Solace family

Well it's here

Anybody is invited

There's a lot of channels to share everything that you like about pressure and just to talk about pressure hope you come hope you enjoy it

Reblogs are really appreciated I want more people to see this

From: The Allure of Frostbite (By yours truly, Cosmos!)

!!CW!!: Implied (mild) mentions of domestic abuse, mentions of religious trauma and abuse

Allory is a bright, driven young boy. He takes every problem given to him and turns it into a puzzle he can solve. He is kind-hearted, yet he tends to be blunt, sometimes causing unwanted conflict. No matter what he has said or done, Allory will always try to amend his mistakes.

Allory is a highly skilled engineer despite his youth. When he isn't working in the factory or with his friends, Allory is locking himself in his basement to work on his next project, for he always dreamed of winning at the Grand Splendor's Science Fair.

Many things hinder Allory's progress to success:

Due to his ethnicity, Allory spends many an hour on Sunday's asking The Radial for guidance in these trying times of worldly despair.

At his troublesome age, Allory is tied to fulfilling many societal needs. "Find a spouse!" "Work more hours!" "Dedicate your soul to The Church!" and many more pressing matters.

Allory's home-life isn't exactly ideal. His father, once brilliant and proclaimed inventor, now an angry and drunken fool tortured by his ill mind. His mother, a beacon for the city due to her unwavering compassion and generosity, now a quiet ghost of her former self. His elder brother, a boy who once deeply cared for his family, sacrificing his dreams to be with his younger brother, now a bitter and cold victim of The Church's unthinkable cruelty.

Allory fears he too will become like his father. He is seeing the signs of madness fester inside him like it once did with his father. Allory spends many hours trying to maintain the strength of his own mind, lest he loses his hold on reality.

Many things drive Allory to progress to success:

His greatest friends; Hank, Grainne, Evylynce, and Oliver. The group may be flawed, but the loyalty present for one another cannot be seen in any other group like them. They have, and always will, support Allory through thick and thin.

His elder brother. Although Alistair is deeply hurt and spiteful, he will do anything to protect his younger brother, no matter the cost.

The joy of creation. Allory isn't happier when he is working on his projects. The unparalleled elation when an invention works is half the reason Allory greets the sun every morning.

Fun trivia!:

Allory enjoys the following foods: mangos, potatos, tomatos, all gourds, peaches, salmon, and catfish.

Allory dispises the following foods: blueberries, cantaloupe, red cabbage, venison, pork, and sausage (half the time).

Allory's heart can fancy mostly anyone.

Allory can sing and dance with surprising grace.

Allory loves reindeer (thanks to Hank's reindeer friend, Telemund).

Although born female, Allory is a happy young man!

Science and history textbooks may catch Allory's eye more often, yet he will still indulge in a good romance or fantasy on a rare day.

Every kind of bird is Allory's favorite animal(s).

If you made it this far into my post, thank you SO much! I'll be posting character introductions for Allory's friends soon, so keep an eye out for them! I will also be making a blog dedicated solely to Allure of Frostbite to keep my parent blog nice and tidy. I will be adding a link for it soon!

May your days be filled with the warmth of The Radial's light.

From yours truly, Creator's Cosmosis!

Allure of Frostbite is a dark fantasy / survival horror story taking place in a terribly harsh world juxtaposed with ornate and vibrant culture, set in what we would recognize as the late Victorian Era. We see the world through the eyes of a young inventor, Allory Veilson, as he struggles to navigate the world with an increasingly ill mind. Some of the dangers are only imaginary, however, just as many have breached through the veil and lurk within reality.

Allory's love of his family has been tested vigorously for years, and after time, he became an entity to fill in a record rather than a person. A means of income from working long days at the factory. An asset. His father, abandoning his seemingly promising career in favor of expensive alcohol. His mother, neglecting the city she once provided relief for. His elder brother, a bitter follower of The Radial, and a shell of his former self.

After many a nights of questioning the Tomes of Radiance, Allory's father grew enraged at his son's thinking. The boy, in a fit of panic, proclaimed that The Radial illuminating the sky was no more than a simple star. With his proclaimation, the faces of his family became... unclear, impossible to see, really. His head echoed with whispers of paranoia and dread.

Allory's distrust with the authorities above him led him to violate the Golden Rule of The Church "Never deny my power, rule, or existence".

This, coupled with Allory's possible insanity, landed him in a religious insanitorium.

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The goal is to free Allory and help him find the proper guidance to a better place, physically and mentally. Help him find his friends and escape the country together, or offer them to the gods as atonement. You can let Allory's mind become easier to navigate, or let it rot with madness.

Every last choice matters.

The Plot Thickens (And Concludes)

If you read my last post and thought that the dots were not connecting... you were on to something. Turns out it wasn't influenza, it was walking pneumonia all along! Apparently you could be infected 4 week prior and not know it, then you start feeling flu-like. I had no clue Pneumonia Lite™ was a thing but here we are! We will just take this as a lesson. If you feel like you have the flu, but it doesn't go away as fast as the flu goes away for you (+ you have a bad cough), you should go to the doctor. If your lungs sound crackly, that's also a sign. I was given anti-biotics (bio-bombs lmao) and now I am all better (save for a mild cough and a gnarly voice). Praise to modern medicine and science!

~My Mother Gave Me Influenza For My School Break~

I'm very lucky to have a good immune system, but that just makes the times I get sick 10x more painful emotionally. I only get sick once a year, if that; and who-woulda-thunk-it, my time for comfort must come to a temporary close. I can be subjected to the nastiest conditions known to man (my high school legit needs to be condemned, I'm not joking. It's bad), yet my mother's FLU VACCINE for her work was somehow contagious and infected me and me only. I just- How? This ain't like any other time I got the flu; usually I just feel sleepy, cough a lot, and have a bit of a soup brain, but nothing more than that. This time, I feel like the old gods of the forgotten past looked down at my surprisingly happy state and said "UH-UH! AIN'T NO JOY TO LIVE FOR YOU *makes my mom a bio-terrorist*" Can't I just be happy for ONE week? O n e ? Like, I have insane levels of resources, don't get me wrong, I just have my hands tied and can't access nearly as many as I need (America moment amirite fellas??). [No, my mom obviously didn't mean to infect me. And no, this ain't an anti-vax post, I'm just salty that I became victim to a yucky rare event].

I consume their flesh every time they fall to the hands of the divine. My hatred for these nasty pieces of walking drywall twinkle toes cannot be expressed in the form of language.

I only take respite in sinking my teeth into the flesh of the would-be murderer. The taste is... wafflicous.

Fuck wall dwellers reblog if you agree

I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS

PAINTER IS LITERALLY WHEATLEY AND VEX COMBINED INTO ONE CHARACTER OML

This is what the internet refuses to think about lol

I always wondered why I loved P.ai.nter so much, now I know!

I've finally decided to make a persona, and if I am to be honest, this is my favorite design I have made so far! I can't wait to make more cyberpunk x galaxy designs because SPAAAACEE!!!!

Tis a good read and worth your time.

I find it really neat how people can take pre-established lore and expand upon it.

Can't wait to see the rest!

Once more to see you

Chapter 1: Life flashing

2,200 words long

Notes

Hello it's been awhile since I published FanFiction on Tumblr so if I'm not using the correct layout I'm sorry if you like it you can send me asks about it also all of these are posted on A03 before they're posted on Tumblr the link will be included with every chapter have fun

I think my family is Fuckkig cursed.

Dad died when I was like three. At least I think so. The last picture that I found of him was when I was three so yeah. I don't remember anything about him. And nobody seems to want to talk about him either. Maybe he was an ass.

Early tragedy but the rest of my family was pretty okay. For a while.

Mom worked hard to raise us right, always prioritizing us. She would spend her day at work and come home to work even harder. Homework, housework I don't think she ever got to have a social life. But we were enough for her. She used to say. I wish I noticed how much she was running herself ragged before.

Maybe that's why she was so strict on us. curfew, homework, chores, Church. and Maria was the one who resisted the most. Funny they say the middle is the most rebellious. Maria was an exception. She was impulsive, got into fights and even got arrested once. She was also the first one to say that she had stopped believing. And started skipping Church. I remember her and Mom arguing pretty regularly when she still lived in the house. İt was kind of scary.

So I retreated into my older brother's room where the computer was but also where the guitar was where the posters was and I still remember that wretched smell of cologne and my mom's old eyeliners the Hot topic shirts and him in the middle of it always ready to welcome me always ready to let me join in on his fun.

Sebastian, my older brother.

He was always there even more than my mother. When Mom was at work and Maria was hanging out with her friends he was there with me. He helped me make my club penguin account. He showed me how to Pirate games. He played on the computer with me. He even sometimes took me out on town when I started Middle School. His friends liked me. I felt like I was a part of the big kids.

When we were having fun I tried to record everything with his phone and the family camera. Especially when he was playing his guitar. I even sometimes join in with my horrible singing. I wanted to send them somewhere, maybe we would become Stars I imagined. He just laughed and said that he will get on to it he never did.

When I got my own phone when I started Middle School. I took it up to 11. Taking pictures and recording everything. Every outing, every song, every joke, every funny face, every moment. And then at the end of the day I uploaded them to the computer. So that I could do it all over again. And I'm so grateful that I did.

Sebastian effortlessly excelled in almost every class. Even tutoring other kids including me. He had a fun way of explaining all the topics. His favorite class was physics. He told me about how he imagined building machines. His teachers said that he had the brightest future out of all of us.

He did not have many friends but the friends he had were incredible. All of them were driven like him. I remember they were pretty nice to me when I tagged along on outings. Calling me the coolest kid they know. And praising my photography skills tells me that I might have a future in this.

And as I grew up our relationship grew up too. I started to learn more and more of his secrets. How he and his friends cheated off of each other. How his best friend was actually his boyfriend. And how much he smoked. That was always a faint smell of cigarettes as he was driving me back home. Of course I never told Mom.

When I asked him he always said It reminds me of Dad. also told me to never smoke. I'm sorry I broke that promise. I told him my own secrets too. How I had a crush on a boy. And I knew that mom wouldn't really like that. He just patted my head and said same.

I remember how he celebrated when he managed to get into that engineering program. I got a little scared that he was going to leave but it was local. And even as he was studying in a competitive program he still found time for me.

He was the perfect brother at least to me. My life was perfect, everything was perfect. But it didn't stay that way. İt couldn't stay that way. Everyday I pray to a god that I no longer believe to take me back.

I barely remember the last night before everything. We probably played some games before he went to that party. I remember him and Mom were discussing something but I don't really remember. I was spending time with my club penguin boyfriend. I wish I could hug him for the last time.

And then the hell started at that 3:00 a.m. police call. I remember my mom's shaky voice. And how there was no light in her eyes. When she turned to look at me after the call only whispering nine people.

And then I remember the smell of that room. Looking at him in that orange uniform his hands cuffed. He begged us to believe that he was innocent. I remember he cried, I cried, we all cried as a family. Mom promised that we were going to find a way out of this.

İn the next thing the hammer was hit the sentence was given. The fuckkig death sentence. I barely remember jumping out of that podium. Running to him as they're taking him away. Begging them, pleading with them. I tried to hug him and they pushed me away. I couldn't save him and I never saw him again.

I think I blocked out the rest of the ordeal. I just remembered the emotions but not. The events. I remember feeling stuck. Not being able to pick up a camera or take a picture. Waking up in a cold sweat remembering everything. And Mom wasn't any better. I watched her deteriorate. Get more and more obsessed with the case. Even if he was gone she wanted to prove his innocence. And of course Maria was nowhere to be seen.

The school kind of forced me to get counseling. And I could fear that everybody feared me. The other kids started avoiding me. My friends basically abandoned me. The counselor kind of helped me. I told everything to him. I even came out to him.

And that son of a b**** outed me so everybody hated me even more. I picked up smoking. I promised him but smell. The smell took me back. Took me back to a simple time where we just drove around town. Chatting about random stuff. İt felt like he was there with me again.

I lived like that for 2 years. The world moved on and it kept spinning. I continued getting okay grades. I kept out of trouble. I tried to be like Sebastian. This is what he would have wanted right? But one day when I was smoking after school another boy smoked with me. We got to chatting. He was from the neighboring private schooll. And then we were making out in his car.

Chris, my first real lboyfriend. He introduced me to his friends. And we all started hanging out. That was a mistake. I can see that now. They were rich kids with no consequences. But for the first time in a long time I felt happy. Even as we committed Petty crimes and drove over the speed limit.

Shortly after my 15th birthday my mom did it and she proved his innocence. I was on court that day but she didn't look happy. İt was too little too late. İnstead of this made her snap more. After that day she started planning something else. And I was too busy having fun with my new friends to notice.

Just before my 16th birthday. My mom killed Sebastian's lawyer. Brutally, violently, slowly. And she was on court on my 16th birthday. She pleaded guilty. Talking about how this was God's punishment. And God told her to do it. She didn't even get a lawyer; they gave her life.

I wasn't there. I was getting drunk and smoking weed with Chris and his friends. But Maria told me and shortly after she took custody of me moving back home. We didn't have much of a relationship before now we had none. She wasn't even home that much spending most of her time at her job. But she left me a credit card and an empty house.

So I spent all of my time with Chris as we grew up we got more and more hardcore. I had my first line of coke when I was 18. And before I turned 19 I had basically tried every drug under the sun. But they never had me but they never let me have too much. He told me that I became a buzzkill. Constantly talking about My Dead brother.

So I was always trip watching. I was looking out for the cops as they partied and committed crimes. And then they returned home to their loving Rich families. And I returned home to an empty house. I sometimes smuggled hallucinogens into the house. Bought Sebastian's favorite cologne. Bathing in the cologne and taking the hallucinogens. And then I could see him again. I could talk to him again. And for a moment everything felt right again.

But of course the trip ended when I woke up and I felt even more miserable. So I returned to Chris's house just to get more. I did everything he wanted just to get more. But I still blame myself for what I did. For agreeing to do it. They all got bailed out. I spent my 21st birthday in jail.

And I was in a courtroom again. As my charges were laid out. I plead guilty. I know what I did and I know the high security prison is what I deserve. So my family's curse continues. I'm sorry Sebastian. I'm sorry Mom. I'm sorry I ended up like this.

2 weeks before my 25th birthday the guys in the black suits came. They called for me. And I answered. They said that they were from Urbanshade and offered a complete pardon and ridiculous amounts of money. But it had a catch. Expendable not expected to return.

I should have refused this was a horrible idea. That will end with my death. But I stayed there and I considered it. I didn't have anything to return to. Mom in prison. Maria turned her back on the family. All of my friends have forgotten me. I have nothing to lose except my life. My worthless life that I ruined.

But I also feel something else, a weird feeling. That told me to go and told me to see. I remember my mom telling me that God spoke to us in our worst times. I thought about Sebastian again. I am older than him now. İf afterlife is real, maybe he will appreciate me dying for a good cause.

I accepted and then I was rushed away to a bus and airport another airport another bus and then a facility. I was given a briefing. Forced to put on the uncomfortable suit. With a bomb attached to my neck. And then I was in a submarine with four strangers. That I was probably going to die with.

And I'm just now realizing that my life just flashed before my eyes. Am I that scared? Even if I am then why did I come here? Why am I doing this? What would he think of me now? Throwing my life away on a feeling? Well I already ruined my life? And then I heard them say we are landing. As I felt the submarine stop. Well it was too late to return.

I slowly walked out. This was exactly what I expected. Cold and smooth. And then I heard an announcement basically the same thing as the briefing. Retrieve the crystal. Don't stray from the Path. Survive for as long as you can. I took a breath the air in here stank but at least it was better than being stuck on the submarine.

I quickly went for the Lockers in front of me. There were a lot of files I wanted to take a peek at but I knew that that would be unwise. I didn't want to die immediately after getting off so I put them away and then I heard somebody call for all of us. He had found a key card. He was an older looking man. We all huddled around the door. but before he swiped he turned. “I would like to know all of your names for communication purposes. My name Su-Jin’ No Su-Jin ”I nodded and gave out my name.

“Alejandro, Alejandro solace”

Ending notes

thank you for reading I hope to continue this soon hope you guys send me asks or leave a comment or reblog please that will be very appreciated

I now understand the hype around this goober. Pressure really is that good. Voice acting was fire, designs and atmosphere were unmatched, and the backing tracks had me wanting to sleep [in a good way ofc]

Episode 3 had NO right to be that emotional considering the previously goofy adventures.

I'm jumping off a bridge. Their backstory is so tragic, I can't.

The fact that even Queenie being in the state she was, Kinger still found humanity in her, the fact that he risked his life knowing she could go crazy and attack him just so he could touch her one last time.

And the fact that Queenie allowed him to do it, the fact that she was able to keep control as a abstracted just so she could feel him. Because she loved him and he loved her back and both of them knew her fate, but in that moment, it was just them, their last moment together so both made it work.

This is such a powerful image I want to hug both of them.

Bro I tapped out after season 3, WHAT HAPPENED HERE???!!!

WHY CAN'T ADRIEN BE THE FIRST TO KNOW?!?!

WHY PROLONG THE DRAMAADSGLK

Marinette: Hey am I making the right call by not telling Adrien the truth about his father?

Nathalie: Probably not, but I do not really have the moral high ground to object and if I do Adrien really does become an orphan.

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Marinette: Hey am I making the right call by not telling Adrien the truth about his father?

Kagami: No, but if you tell, my mom will be subjected to the scrutiny so I’d rather you didn’t. So I will accept the whole secrecy thing.

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Marinette: Hey am I making the right call by not telling Adrien the truth about his father?

Tikki and Plagg: We ain’t the Kwami of truth. We have no clue. But this situation is scuffed.

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Marinette: Hey am I making the right call by not telling Adrien the truth about his father?

All Bunnyx: Lol it doesn’t matter. As long as you own up to it eventually it will all work out.

I shall brake into a hospital in a different country just to pull this nonsense.

I will toy with their emotions, mock their abilities, and remind them of my superiority

(idc that they are 0-7 days old. LET ME HAVE THIS)

Baby: *frantically grabbing at my shoe with little grabby baby paws*

Me: see, baby, I have outsmarted you. in my decision to wear shoes without laces, you will find that you are completely unable to untie shoelaces that aren't there! Your efforts are for naught! This shoe remains on my foot!

Baby: *keeps grabbing at my shoes and sucking on his pacifier because he only understands mandarin and this means nothing to him*

Miku is a legend that shall prevail in every culture in every age.

Tumblr Tuesday: Many Mikus

"Draw Hatsune Miku from your culture," they said. "Ok," you said, proceeding to create Hatsune Miku from every culture under the sun. From Catalonian to Korean, from Nigerian to Navajo: Please enjoy this staggering abundance of Hatsune Miku fanart inspired by cultures across the world. 39!

@molenaide:

@meriahlatyar:

@marsipain:

@beastwhimsy:

@catmask:

@annbragin:

@fox-from-malta:

@sparkly-s0da:

@multiiocular-mushroom:

@spiiiiiral:

@ella-the-eevee:

@leafsei:

@auntphibian:

@biibontic:

@dr11ft:

@cowinf:

@kapustainu:

@missmisnomer:

@prixcel:

@geothermalescapist:

@noxious-fennec:

@pereczke:

@lemonpoet:

@windwenn:

@berryesque:

Murder Drones OC!!! The lore of this one is that they used to work at the JC Jenson Robotics Division, monitoring the drone building process. during the whole Cyn debacle, CC made the hasty decision to alter their body with disassembly drone parts to give themselves a fighting chance at escaping and surviving outside of company protection.

Not exactly sure how original that backstory is, so recommendations are welcome! :]